tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17659847800899484782018-03-06T19:34:23.384-06:00Miss Penny's PrattleMissPennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02935290603875959978noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765984780089948478.post-62665979295427395662011-02-03T22:31:00.005-06:002011-02-03T22:45:29.368-06:00Wow, I'm back!I have to ask forgiveness for not posting in so long! I got caught up in a whirling vortex of real-life stuff and just couldn't seem to find the exit! I've finally found my way back here and hope everyone has been safe and happy throughout the holiday seasons and throughout all the nasty weather across the country this winter!<br /><br />What is <strong>UP</strong> with all the snow? Who hasn't been buried up to parts unmentioned with snow this year??! Now, don't get me wrong. I grew up here in the northern US and am quite accustomed to harsh weather. I also find those wee morning hours with icy branches glistening in the sun's first rays to be wonderously beautiful. Some days are absolutely breathlessly lovely. BUT..I really do feel sorry for those that have to risk their limbs and even lives to get to work in dangerous weather. This is the negative aspect of living in a winter wonderland. It seems even those nutty enough to live up here in the north had to shovel this year though! Sorry about that! I ordered all the snow to be delivered up here but I think I addressed a few cubic yards wrong! <strong>MY BAD</strong>!<br /><br />I'm looking forward to spring myself. I'm tired of "winter cleaning". That's nonconformist speak for "spring cleaning". Yeah, I'm most constructive this time of year. Don't ask. I'm also a 3am sort of shopper and 5am dinner eater. /boggles at self.<br /><br />SO! Other than my being backasswards in all ways...tell me how your winter is going!<br /><br />Miss P.MissPennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02935290603875959978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765984780089948478.post-69439840304482154952010-08-10T15:18:00.005-05:002010-08-10T15:50:16.743-05:00Souless?<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvel4Ez6_S0/TGG6npIYi-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QXOsejxMbUc/s1600/CutestFlower.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvel4Ez6_S0/TGG6npIYi-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QXOsejxMbUc/s320/CutestFlower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503885409842138082" /></a><br />It's been a busy few weeks! I thought I had better stop in here and spend a few moments with you all before I get swept up in yet another project away from the computer =).<br /><br />Now that it's been nearly a year since my little yorkie passed away, I find myself pondering something over and over. I've been told many times that no living being, other than humans, possess a "soul". I mean he was only a dog, right? Not a "<em>PERSON</em>".<br /><br />I've heard this is stated in the Bible, but I can't prove that being I've read the Bible 3 times and still can't recall reading this. Maybe my comprehensive skills have fallen on the wayside since highschool? Anyhow, back to my thoughts at hand.<br /><br />Humans and souls. A gift, for certain! Yet, humans commit the most souless acts known. Humans create offspring and then cast the same miraculous life away or abuse it as if it were rubbage. Humankind murders, lies, instigates war, judges unfairly, punishes without mercy and harms without remorse. Not all of us are guilty of these things but I am quite certain each of us have been a victim of them in one fashion or another. Humankind...blessed with a soul.<br /><br />So then we have the other living creatures. I'll mention again, my initial subject: My beloved, lost pet. Here was a tiny creature so full of love and gentleness that even strangers were immediately enchanted by him. Oddly, he had more personality and understanding within his tiny, furry little face than most humans I've ever encountered. Truth be told, this little being most likely saved my life. If not for the 17 years he was with me, I can't say for certain I'd still be here. He alarmed me against humans that meant to do me harm, was there with "kisses" when I needed a distraction. Details aren't necessary but I will say that for a souless being, that tiny little dog had more of an impact on my life than any thing else...somehow. <br /><br />So, souless? Really? Maybe my definition of "soul" is different than others...<br /><br /><br /><br />This post is dedicated to Blackjack<br />Feb.8, 1993- Aug.30, 2009<br />R.I.PMissPennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02935290603875959978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765984780089948478.post-66480834349239618402010-06-17T10:27:00.000-05:002010-06-17T11:52:48.625-05:00One person's trash is another person's...<strong>trash</strong>, damnit! How many of you out there have been buried alive with other people's "treasures" to the point that you can't move in your own homes? <br /><br />God bless 'em, my family has done just that for 17 years. I'm an adopted, only child. I'm sure you can imagine what that entails. In this scenario, it means there's no one else to give all those pretty knick-knacks, used furniture, sets of dishes and antiques to. Argh! I've never had the heart decline such gifts because I couldn't take the look of sadness on a family member's face. =/ <br /><br />Now, I'm not an unappreciative bitch. I truely am not. I actually do "like" most of the items and wish I only had room to use them or display them. Most of the things aren't really "me" but I treasure them in a sense because they mean something to someone I love. Reality is, I'm drowning in things I can't even enjoy.<br /><br />I know there's many of you out there in the same situation so you can relate. <br /><br />How can tangible items such as a used chair from so and so's neighbor's son's cat's flea possibly be so powerfully emotional an item that one is afraid to punt it into a dumpster? I say we all stop letting "treasures" rule our lives! LOL!<br /><br />Well, there's a happy ending in sight I believe. I put my foot down gently. I FINALLY told my family that though I am so happy they gave such nice things, I just don't have room and to never bring anything to my home again that isn't "usable"- as in it will either be replacing something else I can toss out OR it gets used UP and disappears. <br /><br />The dumpsters are coming, I've banned everyone from coming over while I de-treasure my home ( because they will stand there saying, "OMG NOT THAT! YOU CAN't THROW THAT AWAY)!! The warning has been sent to come get everything they don't wish to see thrown out and take it BACK to your house. Sigh, why oh WHY are we sometimes forced to be stern?! I SO suck at being stern. I failed that subject in Jr. High. Damnit, damnit! LOL<br /><br />On the up side, it's a beautiful day here and I just <strong>know</strong> all of you are having a great one too so all's good here in the "Prattle" land. <br /><br />Bless!MissPennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02935290603875959978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765984780089948478.post-27524520419109459462010-06-04T17:18:00.000-05:002010-06-04T17:27:55.677-05:00Kindnesses of othersI just recieved a parcel I'd been expecting. It was an order I made online of "100+ skeins of embroidery floss/thread". I had contacted the seller to say how thrilled I was to have "won" the item in auction and thanked her for such fair pricing habits. <br /><br />To my utter surprise, the parcel not only contained what I had expected but also about 200 more skeins than was listed- plus a package of needles. Not a huge deal, I know...<br /><br />So you're probably thinking, "what's your point, Penny"? Sometimes I lapse and let life's little servings of sh*t sandwiches get to me. Bad days come and go and we think, "tomorrow will be better" and usually it is. When someone extends a tiny kindness, it really effects others. Maybe all the poo-filled days are just prerequisites for the ones full of smiles? Just a thought. <br /><br />I hope you all are having a smiley day...MissPennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02935290603875959978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765984780089948478.post-78886082143899275632010-06-03T21:15:00.000-05:002010-06-03T21:33:25.266-05:00That's what you get for thinking...I bet you all were hoping to find something remotely significant or even life-altering when you came here to my messy little office. Admit it! <br /><br />You see, that's what you get for thinking! Now from time to time, something amazing might be posted here by someone more insightful than I...or maybe even I might have a creative day once!<br /><br />Alas, here you will most likely find conversations about every day life and the humour it contains. I try to keep it clean, though my language can be a tiny bit colourful in the process of prattling on. Life is just like that at times. I hope you all will follow that example and keep things PG-R rated. <br /><br />In that light, here's a question for you: Have you ever fought tooth and nail to back up an idea or thought you had- only to find out, in the end, that you were an idiot? Yeah...I have too. Often. I need to either stop doing that OR stop sharing those "iffy" ideas, therefore skipping the "dangit, I did it again" thing. I let you know later how that turns out for me.MissPennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02935290603875959978noreply@blogger.com2